I... I just Love You I Don't Know Why, I Just Do When are you coming home I'm coming home soon And I just love you too Lonely lets me be For a while
The words I, I just love you I don't know why? I just do When are you coming home? I'm coming home soon And I, I just love you too I'll never stop being
whispers the words I...I just Love You I Don't Know Why, I Just Do When are you coming home I'm coming home soon And I just love you too I'll never
Übersetzung: Five For Fighting. I Just Love You.
I'm so in love With everything about you Jesus Only your love, your love, your love Only your love, your love, your love Only your love can save somebody just
fire? Life in the pen ain't for me, cause I'd rather die But don't cry through your despair I wonder if the Lord still cares for us niggas on welfare
I adore, everything I'm askin for Talkin to me beggin me to just, take you around Seventeen like Brandy you just Wanna Be Down Talkin loud when I tell
Bone:] Everytime I look around it seem like I'm in trouble, pressured by the devil. Lord I love You and I really trust You. Wish that I could hug You
program I'ma pump my fist I'm stayin' ready for this And you can put this on Wish I never seen the abyss And when I needed a ride You wouldn't give me
you Who got you, glock you and stop you (stop you, stop you) Look who got you, too, who shot you Who got you, pop you and stop you (stop you, stop you
odd to you Big come through with mobs and crews Goodfellas down to the Mo Thugs dudes Who's the killa, me or you? (We forgive you, for you know not
in the eighties Six months five years for you just to cop out Ninth or tenth grade is usually when niggas drop out Fights break out when you wired and
eighties Six months five years for you just to cop out Ninth or tenth grade is usually when niggas drop out Fights break out when you wired and start
right But if you go all I know I can't go a day without you Here in my arms hypnotized with your charms now I'm feeling for you baby ain't you hearing
J-Love [J-Love:] Aiyo, I come through like a Chicago Bears linebacker Call me Brian Urlacher, straight up attack you Then I backslap you, yeah, ya niggas
